Jang rose up, finally rid of the pesky bats that swarmed his body. He had bleeding wounds all over his body, but they all began to close up shortly. Bleeding stopped and a light vapour emaneted from his body, as the snow and his blood began to vaporize from his skin. He was so furious that he let out a deafening roar. "Petty.. Magicss.." he shouted as he flexed his arms, then he threw himself between three of the dreadlords. "If dem be raised each otha.. Den kill 'em all!" he roared as he whirled his dual axes in a 360 degree strike. Three heads dropped to the ground, much to his liking. He squashed one of the heads of the dreadlords with his feet, covering the white snow beneath with demonic ichor. He let out a manical laughter at the sight. A furious dreadlord charged him with his razor-sharp claws, intent on shredding him to pieces. He blocked a few attacks but he tripped on something while steping backwards and his huge body collapsed on his back. "You will die troll!" shouted the dreadlord as he landed on Jang'fon and began slashing him with his claws. Pain covered his entire mind as Jang'fon suffered some deep wounds. He could not move his axes at this distance, so he let his right hand axe go, and grabbed the dreadlord with his own clawing hand from the throat. He rose up with an agile move and raised the dreadlord high, as blood dripped from his head to the front of his eyes. He roared ferociously at the dreadlord up-close, then he smashed him to the ground, without letting it go. He rose it up again and smashed to the otherside, and again, and again.. Untill the desperate shrieking from the dreadlord was silenced. A few of its friends tried to help it, but Jang just smashed the lifeless body to the other dreadlords who came close. Jang'fon let his rage overwhelm him, and he roared as he teared the dreadlord's wings apart. He cackled as he threw the beaten and broken body in front of the others in a challenging manner, and he said "Let's see how ya raise 'im now, mon.". He grabbed his axe from ground, but he felt a terrible pain in his stomach as he bowed down. He was pushing himself to the limits, and pain was taking its toll. Putting his faith in his revered Loa and his regeneration, he took on a berserker's fighting stance, raising his axes in an all-out attack pose.
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